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"Now clean this all up pup."
"Yes my lady."
Jazz stayed kneeling on the ground while her Mistress pulled her skirt back down and walked into the apartment. She could still feel her Mistress's hot piss in her stomach and lining the inside of her mouth. Not to mention the puddle which gathered around her knees.
"Mistress must have really been full today" she smiled to herself.She covered the mess is paper towels and one by one, squeezed them out into her mouth.
In her excitement to grab the paper towels, she forgot to close the door where Cait had burst in. There was something about Cait that left Jazz empty headed and entranced. She couldn't make eye contact without feeling weak in the knees and utterly submissive. She had never felt this with anyone else and in her heart, this was right. Logic flew out the window when Cait was around. Drinking her Mistress's piss pleased her as she loved to think a part of Cait would be preserved in Jazz's own body. But it didn't stop there. Jazz left her care fully in the hands of Cait and showed her gratitude in the form of nonstop sexual stimulation. She licked Cait clean in the bathroom, fingered and ate Cait's pussy to wake her every morning, walked around with remote vibrators in each hole, and generally obeyed every command. She loved this arrangement and hoped she could continue to live like this for much longer than the two weeks she had been here.
"I better hurry this up before Mistress asks why I'm taking so long" she thought. It was just then that she heard a creak.
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Jack's hand gripped firmly around his cock and his body pressed into the door as tightly as it could, but it wasn't enough. He was as in a dream. As the girl cleaned, Jack's hand followed her every move. Each time she gulped, he pumped his dick in reaction, but time was running out. Before he knew it the door would close and he would be left there wondering if what he saw was real. He couldn't let that happen. He was overcome with lust.
He shoved his dick down his pants and opened the door.
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Jazz looked up from her puppygirl stance and yelped. Or at least tried to. With a gulp of piss halfway down her throat, she froze made a muffled cry before spitting her Mistresss gift down her chin. Nothing could have prepared her for this. She was too scared to say anything and wondered how she had possibly forgotten to close the apartment door. But it was too late now, she'd been caught half naked on her knees, and found herself eye level with a bulging cock that clearly leaked through the man's sweatpants.
Jazz was a lesbian and always had been. She'd only ever had sex with women and thought nothing was better than biting the tips of a horny girl's nipples and feeling her squirm with pleasure. She'd never seen a hard cock before, except online. Even though the man was fully clothed, Jazz found herself confusedly staring at the bulge and imagining what it might look like underneath.
"uh-um" she sputtered. "I'm sorry?" She managed while trying to collect herself.
"um, I'm Jack" He replied, staring at her body.
The two snapped back into reality simultaneously. Suddenly blushing and turning away from each other.
"Sorry for walking in on you like this" he muttered quietly.
"No, no, it's ok" she heard herself reply.
It was just then that Caitlyn returned, her long black hair washing over her now exposed perfect brown tits. She seemed to glide across the room. Every step was somehow more mesmerizing than the last. Her hips swang in perfect rhythm and symmetry. She was calm and in control.
"Excuse me Jack, I'm sorry my pup has disturbed you, have a good evening." Caitlyn confidently walked between the two and faced Jazz. She bent over slowly, showing off her naked body to the entire hall.
"M-my lady?" Jazz quivered.
With not a word, Cait pinched both of her puppygirl's nipples and lifted her up, making sure to give Jack a full view before standing up herself. With one last wink and a lick of her lips, The door closed and Jack was left alone in the hall, his pants a bit wetter than when he first stepped out.
